Versus - London Made, East-Coast Trained lyrics

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Versus - London Made, East-Coast Trained lyrics

[Intro] London made London made London made, East-Coast trained Yeah I like that [Hook] London made, East-Coast trained Love for my city But how I was raised Worship the Mecca Pray to the East Made my first Hajj at 18 London made, East-Coast trained Love for my city But how I was raised Worship the Mecca Pray to the East [Verse 1] Always been a teenage dirtbag baby Must have been a deep Kind of hurt that made me Turn this crazy Flirt insanely With the drugged out Drinking life daily Pay me attention And take my ascension As sly mention My brain been in bedlam Affected by tensions Arresting depression Turned into verses for fan interest and Label investment How do we sell me? Weirdo Negro nerd In this white pop world Please help me What did they tell me? Back when attendance was Saved By The Bell be Different Embrace it One day it'll pay off Now I need the pay off No point shaving If you need a bet I got the wager Underdoggystyle gone win a major And it goes like [Hook] London made, East-Coast trained Love for my city But how I was raised Worship the Mecca Pray to the East Made my first Hajj at 18 London made, East-Coast trained Love for my city But how I was raised Worship the Mecca Pray to the East Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Bridge] New York, New York Are you ready for the Monk? Rapping Sam Cooke With the James Brown funk London With the Hipeoisie Hair Samson With the heart Ali New York Are you ready for the Monk? Rapping Sam Cooke With the James Brown funk London With the Hipeoisie Hair Samson With the heart Ali [Verse 2] Jeez Look how it go lyrically Bob Dylan then Jigga then me Been dealing with antipathy So I'm digging in the rockabilly Smells like a teen idol Mean in my recital Keeping to the cycle Elvis, Kurt and Monk speech is vital 'Till the pressure too much And suicidal Thoughts get in me Deep as Nietzsche I need to reach the Lil' kid who's weirder Than Life Of Pablo With a 3 verse feature From Beck, T Swift, Cool Pants Khalifa I'll take one hit When they lease the reefer But it ain't a career Without at least the heat of 3 LPs with the fire and ether Sold-out arena Soul like Aretha [Ad-Libs] And that's why It's time For my next Hajj [Hook] London made, East-Coast trained Love for my city But how I was raised Worship the Mecca Pray to the East Made my first Hajj at 18 London made, East-Coast trained Love for my city But how I was raised Worship the Mecca Pray to the East Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah